The fourth master's favorite concubine

Chapter 381 Chapter 381
"Song's acquisition of you is indeed like a treasure." He stood up with a sneer and said.

"Then can the prince not punish the subordinates?" He tremblingly looked at those grotesque criminals, so horrifying.

"Naturally."

In Thirteenth Master's courtyard, the lingering sound of the flute lingered, and there was leisurely silence. Thirteenth Master did not expect her to come, and when he looked back, his eyes enveloped her quiet eyes, and he focused deeply through the night.

The emerald green jade flute in his hand rested on his mouth, his hand was persistent and did not seem to fall.

Yi Jin lowered his eyes to avoid it, while the Thirteenth Master smiled and stared at the beautiful Yi Jin under the night.

"You came."

"Yuyan, she..." She mustered up her courage for a long time, but she never dared to ask.

"She...is still very naughty and lively, and she and Rong Ruoqin are in harmony, and the husband and wife are deeply affectionate." For a while, his gaze was only on the sparkling lake.

"That's good..." she said softly.

"Master Thirteen's flute sound is good." Turning around, she was a little lonely, but she didn't have the courage to ask any more questions, she was afraid that if she asked any more questions, it would be heart-piercing pain again.

"I can play another song if you like."

"it is good……"

The clear flute sound floated from his lips, sometimes high and leisurely, sometimes joyful, and sometimes tender.The clear light of the water and the moon seems to be intertwined into a soft silk net, flowing on the surface of the lake, the stars are silvery like jade, and the lotus leaves between the flowers seem to be inlaid with a layer of light pearl.

Yi Jin listened, and couldn't help but stand up and look at him who was whispering to comfort him while holding hands.

"He's gone, and Yuyan is gone too." The voice turned and choked up, and she buried her head deeply, tears slowly falling down with the sound of the flute.

"If you're sad, just cry." He listened to the jade flute, sat silently beside her, and gently leaned her on his shoulder.

"Why is that?"

"She said that she doesn't regret being able to give birth to Rong Ruo's child, it's just that the heavens are jealous of her confidante, and her life is unlucky."

"It's all my fault, I'm really too selfish." She thought that if she wasn't selfish and couldn't stand the emperor's deception and doubts, if she hadn't left, she could go to Rong Ruo's mansion, and she could save Yu as soon as possible. Yan.

"Everyone has their own destiny, you shouldn't blame yourself."

"I'm too selfish, it's really me." She cried more and more, with shattered pain in her eyes.

I remember that two years ago, the emperor locked himself in the Hall of Mental Cultivation every night to correct the memorials, and he never stepped into the harem.

Rong Ruo smiled and told the emperor that Yijin might still be alive, and the emperor rushed to the Zhongcui Palace with this shred of hope.

Afterwards, she took more care of Rong Ruo and Yu Yan, and she wanted to refer to the child in Yu Yan's womb as a relative.

Chang Yue heard that even a dead person can make the emperor never forget, and she must be inseparable from Rong Ruo during this period, so she used her relationship with Yuyan to send gifts and greetings every now and then, and Suchang would also go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to give the emperor some Yan stuff.

In the end, Huang Tian paid off, Yu Yan died of dystocia because of her drugged relationship, but Rong Ruo was so sad because of Yu Yan's death that she died in less than half a year.

But she became a concubine because of her kindness in taking care of Yu Yan.

"Ruixi, whose brand did the Emperor turn over tonight?" Song Changyue held the jade bone fan bestowed by the emperor, and fanned it while lying half-lying on the bed, her eyes fine-tuned and charming.

"The Guerjia Clan Yunji who has just been canonized." Speaking of the Guerjia Clan, everyone in the harem panicked.That woman's eyes are even more expressive than Mao's concubine. Ever since she entered the palace, the emperor has been fascinated by her quiet eyes. He has been to her place five times this month. You must know that she was only six in the harem. Once, once at the empress's place, the rest she was favored alone.

(End of this chapter)